Here is my story,
Here is my tell,
Here is my myth,
So listen
To a tell
Of mystery and wonder.
It all begins on an unfathful day
When my momma whent to the docter
And the Doctor siad
'I'm sorry madam but you have cancer.
And there is nothing I can do.'
Well that just didn't suet will
Whith my mother as you can imagine.
So she whent to another doctor.
And the Doctor said
'I'm sorry madam but you have cancer.
And there is nothing I can do.'
Each time she whent to a doctor she was unsatisfide.
For each time she whent to a doctor
They said the verey same thing.
I found myself losing faith.
But then came that sweet day
When she found a doctor who would oporate
On that sweet day
When the doctor at Duke University said
I can do an oporation.
I begain to have faith.
My mom did the oporation
And since then the cancer as not come back.
That's my mom for you
She's a fighter;
A surviver.
I guss it wasn't her time to go
So she was heilled.
That's the end
Of my story
Of my tell
Of this myth
There isn't eny more to tell
Of how my mom servived an illness
That should have killed her.
Critics welcome
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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